Day 22 – Grumpy and groggy

January 23, 2012 at 9:20 pm (Uncategorized)


I am in today what can only be described as a bit of a grump. Admittedly it did not help that I drank last night the best part of a bottle of red wine and topped it all off with a Gin and Tonic but even still I am miserable and what’s worse is I know it’s all my own fault.

I wake early with a little bit of a hangover and the day just sort of goes down hill from there. I do all the things I can to try and keep the blues away. I have a good breakfast, get dressed and put on the new shoes for the start of this week and even much to my mother’s amusement take the dog for a walk. I never actually ever do this.

The boy leaves and I am left in a bit of a state because I don’t want him to go. The poor sod is probably glad to leave considering how much of a grump I am in. I yelled at him for daring to suggest the floor of our house was anything but wood – it turned out it is not.

I give up on the day early and too tired and miserable to even take the photos I find myself eating cheese, chocolate and other comfort foods which don’t help and only leave me feeling fat.

I take to my room by 8pm bringing with me a Mars bar and the weight of the world. Even looking at a home magazine does me no good and that is saying something as I was delighted when the boy bought it for me.

I am fed up of the boots, the project and fear that I will never receive donations of shoes and that it will all fall flat and I will fail to make any money at all for charity. This saddens me and I find myself willfully escaping into Wolf Hall and the court of King Henry VIII.

My poor mother comes in to see if I am okay and my father attempts to talk to me about mortgages but my head is a mess and I take so little of it in that he ends up having to write it all down for fear I will forget.

I hate days like these and can only hope tomorrow will bring brighter times.

This week’s shoes are a pair of boots by Fly. In one of the pictures my mother has taken my head off but I cannot blame her as I took hers off on several occasions throughout the day.

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